Do you get mad when people try to take your picture?

My dad took millions or billions of snapshots, so I quickly learned to ignore the camera. I knew some would show each of us better than some of the others, and that in the end no one picture would be looked at twice anyway.

My ex’s family only took one photo a year, around the Thankgiving turkey, and then kvetched the rest of the year about how they weren’t ready. Their picture was also only viewed once, as far as I could tell.
And they all are adamant that anyone taking a picture with them in it is violating their rights, even if they are just in the crowd scene of a wedding.

How do you react when the camera comes out?

I don’t mind. It’s your camera lens you’re risking breaking with my hideousness. :stuck_out_tongue:

I, too, was raised around cameras, though I was much cuter when I was a baby. I don’t care if people take pictures, but I do hate actually seeing the results.

I begin making rude gestures toward the person behind the camera. I HATE having my picture taken.

Even though I am not photogenic, that’s not the reason I avoid having my picture taken. I don’t mind all that much if there’s no flash involved, but I have problems with my right eve that make a flash going off in it give me a headache that can last for hours.

I’m not photogenic, so I’m usually behind the camera.

My friends don’t mind usually. :slight_smile:

I love having my picture taken. I’m a pretty woman, and the photos usually come out well, so I’m sure that has a lot to do with it.
I don’t understand why people don’t like getting their picture taken (aside for medical reasons). What’s so bad about it? What are you afraid of? You may not look your best, but no one does in every one. That’s no reason to flip off the camera, refuse to smile, or avoid it altogether. The more pictures you see of yourself, the better you can pose, or smile, or tilt your head, or whatever so that next time the picture looks nice.

I’d really like your reasons. My grandmother absolutely hates her picture being taken, and it’s a struggle to get one of her smiling. She’s a gorgeous woman, without a doubt, yet there’s very few pictures of her. I want something to remember her by later in life. I want to look at her smiling, laughing face and remember the good times we had, the jokes we shared…

I’m not pretty and I’m not photogenic, but I don’t care if people take my picture. They already know what I look like. I guess I just don’t care enough, (or am not vain enough), to worry that someone out there somewhere may have an unflattering photo of me.

I always grit my teeth when I’m around during a picture-taking time and people put on that act of coy false modesty. “Oooh, please, don’t take my picture! I always look terrible!” they squeal in the shrill tones of an aging southern belle. :rolleyes:

I don’t think of myself as being especially good-looking, but I still enjoy having my photo taken. Doesn’t seem like a big deal to me. Sometimes even good-looking people aren’t photogenic and I’m sure we’ve all had unflattering photos taken of us at some point. To me it’s just funny if a pic turns out badly, not a reason to get upset.

I don’t mind people lookin’ at me, why should I mind if they take my picture? Same difference.

I hate getting my picture taken. I’m not even entirely sure what it is either. I’ve exercised all pictures of me from my house. I’m foregoing senior pictures for graduation because I don’t like them. I’ve also resigned myself to the fact that it’s going to happen because mom is going to take SOME pictures.
Additionally, I hate looking in the mirror and I turn my student ID card upside down so I don’t have to look at it. The way I rationalize it when I look in the mirror, is that I’m looking at a specific part, not me as a whole. For some reason, that seems to work out for me. Yes, there will be pictures posted after graduation…heh.

It largely depends on the mood I’m in and who else is in the photo. For some ungodly reason, my husband loves taking pictures of me by myself. For example, I’ll get ready for work in the morning, then he’ll say, “You look so cute. I have to have a picture.” I don’t really like pictures of just me, especially now - I’m more than nine months pregnant, somewhat swollen and I feel like everything from my shoulders down has turned to mush no matter how much I’ve been exercising. Before I was pregnant, it was okay, but it was still somewhat excessive. However, I do like pictures of me with my husband, friends and family whether it’s a big event or us doing everyday stuff together.

I hate hate hate having my picture taken. I’m the ugliest thing in the world- WHY would anyone want a photo of me? I don’t get it. I’m the opposite of photogenic- when I first signed up there was a “post an unflattering photo of yourself” thread and most unflattering photos seemed just fine to me… I have LOADS of photos where I have my eyes half closed, I’m scowling at the camera, I’m making a weird face, I look like I weigh six million pounds, etc.

Yeah. I hate it.
When a group photo is set up, I discreetly make my way to the back and hide behind someone tall. If someone insists on taking a photo of me, they usually get an awkward and extremely uncomfortable smile.

I love getting my picture taken, particularly at gatherings. It makes me feel part of it all when it’s happening, and I love reminiscing via photos. The timeline thing is a kick, too.

Though there have been a few over the years that I could live without…

You need to warn her when she arrives that pictures will be taken and then stand to the side as your family talks and laughs, taking candid shots, rather than asking her to pose.

I’ve gotten some awesome shots of my grandmother this way, including one that she absolutely hates but warms my heart whenever I look at it: Mom gave grandma a bottle of her homemade wine and made some joke that made my grandma laugh. I snapped the photo as she was holding the bottle in her hand, face alight with humor. She says it makes her look like a lush, but it’s a great shot that shows her as I know she’s want to be remembered, a warm, happy woman who loves to laugh.

I don’t care. I think it’s boring but I’ll put up with it. What seriously annoys me, though, is people who will shriek “NO! DON’T TAKE MY PICTURE! BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH GET THAT CAMERA OUT OF MY FACE” as soon as you point a camera in their general direction. And then the next hour or so becomes a long tedious game of keep-away with you attempting to keep your camera out of their reach while they scream “LET ME SEE IT! LET ME SEE IT! I’M SO UGLY BLAHBLAHEMOTEAR DON’T YOU DARE KEEP THAT PICTURE OF ME, DELETE IT OR I BURNING YOUR DOG” and try to snatch it out of your hand.

Yeah, I have a friend like that.

Yeah, she needs to get a life.

I’m annoyed. I’m very unphotogenic and hate how I look in photos, though I’m fine with my looks in general. My husband loves taking photos, especially with me in them, and thinks I’m just lovely, so I suck it up. I like making him happy, after all.

I forgot to add that I HATE it when people either tease me with their cameras (like following me around and screaming random things to get me to look at you) or go on the whole, “oh, stop being coy.” thing.

I’m not being coy. I don’t want you to tell me I’m beautiful. I don’t want you to convince me that you love me soooooo much you need a picture of me or convince me that I’m an important part of the group and the picture would be incomplete without me. I’m not looking for attention. I’m not putting on a modest delicate flower act.

I just, honestly, don’t want to ruin your picture of the group or your gorgeous shot of the grand canyon or whatever. And I don’t want to go back through the pictures and hear all the “haha, look at Dorothy! aww.” “look at the face Dorothy’s making!” “aww, another unflattering picture of Dorothy.” “this picture would be perfect if Dorothy weren’t making that stupid face.” “wow, that picture really makes your teeth look yellow and your face look red.” from my family and friends. It’s old. I hate it. Just let me not be in the picture and spare me the humiliation.

yes to a degree

i have never liked people taking picture of me

I don’t mind.